Love Me By: Helena F. Lupin

With every painful, bloody touch,
You kill me just a little more.
With every sob you wrench from me,
I feel a little more of my soul turn black.
With every lovely lie you tell,
I become just a little more deaf to reason.
With every loving, longing glance,
My eyes become more blind.
With all the will you steal from me,
I find I beg for a little more...

Destroy me,
Touch me,
Take me,
Taint me,
Torment me,
Brake me,
Hurt me,
Hate me.

I could never tell you no.
Is that why I’m suffering?
I let you seduce me.
Is it because I crave it?
I allow you to take me beyond oblivion.
Is it because I wish to shatter?
I want my soul to be taken as my body is.
Is that twisted at all?
I want your wonderful abuse.
Is it wrong to love seeing your fist clench?

Destroy me,
Touch me,
Take me,
Taint me,
Torment me,
Brake me,
Hurt me,
Hate me.

Bare the scarlet of my heart for you.
Make this slash deeper, I beg of you.
If you see I care maybe you will love me back.
Make me cry once more, tears of fulfilling sorrow.
You called me once your obsession.
Make it so forever that you stalk me.
Give me torment for it is all you know to give.
Make it so my ashes can be scattered to the winds.
Hurt me long and hard.
Make it so I never do forget.

Destroy me,
Touch me,
Take me,
Taint me,
Torment me,
Brake me,
Hurt me,
Hate me.
Love me.